The Alhambra and Other Poems By F. B. Money-Coutts [i.e. F. B. T. Coutts-Nevill] |
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Any Father to Any Son
For thee a crown of thorns I wear,
And thought imperative constrains
My labouring heart for thee to bear
The travail of a woman's pains;
And thought imperative constrains
My labouring heart for thee to bear
The travail of a woman's pains;
For with intolerable preságe
Of all the amazements of thy life,
The pits of ancient woe I guage,
The vast impediments of strife;
Of all the amazements of thy life,
The pits of ancient woe I guage,
The vast impediments of strife;
Or else in dreadful dreaming cast,
I see thy form before me fly,
By prescience never overpast
Nor fleetest foot that love can ply.
I see thy form before me fly,
By prescience never overpast
Nor fleetest foot that love can ply.
Still as thy shadow must I run,
When all the shadows fall behind,
And in the rich seductive sun
Thou to the darker bars art blind.
When all the shadows fall behind,
And in the rich seductive sun
Thou to the darker bars art blind.
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